Opulent Match [Ménage.com 3] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) (9 page)

Cyn was already out of her seat and headed toward the door when she heard Brody answer. “Fine, but you know that she’s going to be the death of us, right?”

* * * *

Cyn sighed happily, having gotten her way. The three of them had made it to the front porch before they started ripping each other’s clothes off. The conversation that they wanted to have never happened and now here she was later that night, lying on her belly while Cooper gave her an oil massage.

“Feel good?”

“Yessss,” Cyn hissed, indicating that he had hit a sore spot in her lower back. She was grateful when he took a few moments and kneaded that area. “God, that feels wonderful.”

“I aim to please,” Cooper replied with a laugh.

She floated while he worked her muscles, travelling down her thighs and then to her calves. Wearing high heels all the time had an adverse effect on that tissue, but it was well worth it, especially when a man was willing to make it feel better. Cyn wasn’t sure how much time had passed, but she slammed back down to earth when Cooper slowly separated her legs.

“Now that is a very nice view,” Brody said, walking into the room. He had left earlier to make a phone call. She briefly thought about questioning him about it, but Cooper had distracted her with the offer of a massage. “I have just the thing to top it off.”

Cyn was too relaxed to turn at the sound of a drawer opening, but knew immediately what he had been referring to when she felt a cool substance being dribbled in her crevice. Immediately, her ass puckered in anticipation. She moaned in agreement. They had taken her together a couple of times when they were younger, and it wasn’t a feeling a woman ever forgot.

Not wanting to ruin the moment, Cyn bit her lip from saying anything. She just wanted to relish in their touch and be taken back to when her world had found that perfect rotation. Cooper used a finger to press the oil deeper in between her cheeks. Brody must have gotten on the bed, as she felt the mattress dip on her left side. She raised her ass, wanting to feel more of his finger.

“Would you like us to fuck you there?” Brody whispered in her ear. If there was one thing she could always count on, it was Brody to verbalize their sexual experiences. He might be quiet in a social setting, but get him into bed, and he was all about participation. “I would love to feel your ass clamp down on my cock, Cyn.”

“Hmmm,” Cyn moaned, not able to form a full reply. Cooper’s finger finally reached her anus, but all he did was continue to rub over her tiny muscle ring. Bringing her knees up higher onto the bed, Cyn lifted her ass higher. Did she need to broadcast what she wanted?

“Give her what she wants, Cooper,” Brody said, his voice laced with arousal. “There is nothing sexier than seeing a woman enjoy being made love to.”

Cyn felt Cooper’s finger breach her tight ring, causing her to stiffen momentarily. Remembering she needed to relax in order to feel the full sensation, Cyn arched her back higher, giving him better access.

“That’s right, Silk, let me get you loosened up.”

He pressed his finger deeper, sinking in to the second knuckle. When he pulled out, she couldn’t help but moan in protest. “Why don’t you make yourself feel good, Cyn?” Brody urged.

Cyn snaked her hand down between her and the mattress, having no problem finding her swollen clit. It was engorged with blood and needing a release. Her juices were now flowing and covered the inside of her thighs. Using the natural lubricant, Cyn gathered some on her fingers and rubbed light circles over her nub.

“That’s right, Cyn, let your body accept what it wants.”

Hearing his words made her realize that Cooper now had two fingers inside her ass and was using her thrusts as a counter movement. She was climbing that sweet, delicious hill that her body craved to free-fall from when Cooper pulled out of her.

“Cooper!”

“I’m just putting a condom on, Silk.”

“Hurry up!”

Brody chuckled and she turned her head, getting a view that was more than sensual. It was downright erotic. Brody was lying on his side, with his head propped up in one hand while his other stroked his hard, swollen cock. It glistened in the golden hue of the bedside lamp. He must have been using his pre-cum to glide his fist up and down his shaft, because his movements were graceful. Before she could get up on her elbows to take him in her mouth, Cooper placed his cock at her backdoor entrance.

“Take a deep breath, Silk, and remember to relax.”

That was easier said than done and she almost said that to him, but Cooper started to press against her anus. His tip was the easiest thing for her to accept. If she remembered correctly, it was the thickness in the middle of his cock that was the hardest to take. That was why Cooper was the one who used to take her there, while Brody enjoyed her pussy. Brody was a hell of a lot thicker than Cooper and they had never quite worked it to where Brody got to take her ass.

“Keep pleasuring yourself, Cyn. You know how much that helps you accept me.”

Cyn did as he suggested and kept manipulating her clit. Pressing harder, she started to rub faster as well. It took her mind off the sharp burning sensation that Cooper was creating by sinking inside of her, beyond the tip of his cock. Right when she was about to tell him to stop and let her adjust, Cooper slid home.

“Fuck, you feel good, Silk. Hot, tight, and like that slice of heaven we always refer to.”

“Move,” Cyn whispered, needing to release the pressure that had been building. Her rubbing her clit just wasn’t getting the job done. “Please, move.”

“With pleasure.”

Slowly, she knew so that he wouldn’t hurt her, Cooper started up a rhythm. Her body craved more, so she frantically started to stroke her clit. Her body was starting to feel like one big exposed nerve and she wondered briefly why Brody wasn’t helping her on top of him. Having him inside of her pussy while Cooper was in her ass would bring her off faster than the speed of light.

“I need—”

“Come for us, Cyn,” Brody ordered in a tone that brooked no argument.

Normally, she would have done just the opposite because she didn’t take orders well, but this time her body overruled her mind and complied. She screamed as her orgasm crashed over her, which was being extended by Cooper’s thrusts in and out of her ass. She let out a yelp when Cooper came, because as usual, the base of his shaft swelled as his cum filled the condom and the original sting of his penetration came back.

“That scream of yours gets me every time,” Brody murmured. Cyn caught her breath and was able to look up at him. A tortured expression covered his face and she knew he was seconds away from coming. “Are you too sore?”

“No, I’m never too sore for you, Brody,” Cyn reassured him, although wondering if he meant her pussy or her ass. He’d never taken her there. It had always been Cooper.

He tore a condom package open and then rolled it over his cock. Grabbing the tube of lubricant that was on the nightstand, Brody generously applied a large amount over the latex. Once he was finished, instead of taking Cooper’s place, Brody waited until Cooper slid out and then helped her lie down on the bed with her back to his chest. Lifting up her right leg, Brody placed his cock where he wanted it—her ass. So he was going to attempt it. Wanting to see his face when he took her there, Cyn tilted her head so that she could see him. She wrapped her right arm behind his head, bringing him down for a kiss. She needed to reassure him that if he didn’t fit, it was okay.

“Brody, if you can’t—”

“Shhh, I’ve got this. Cooper has you so relaxed in that area, this will be a cakewalk.”

Once he started to press into her, Cyn saw the ecstasy that blossomed in his green eyes. She tried to keep herself open to his penetration, but knowing how thick he was had her a little anxious. His full lips compressed together, as if he were struggling to keep from shouting. It gave her a feeling of power to know that she affected him this way and she swore that no matter how badly it burned, she would give him this.

The tip of his cock broke through her ring, but the stinging sensation wasn’t as harsh as she thought it would be. Maybe this wouldn’t be so bad, she thought. That was, until he tried to press further. Her body immediately tensed, even though she could feel herself responding. Her nipples were hardening, while her pussy was still leaking juices down the front of her left leg.

Cyn jumped when something cold touched her clit. Looking down to see what it was, she saw Cooper lying on his side, facing her. He was holding something to her pussy and the minute it started to vibrate, she realized it was a small vibrator. An intense wave of pleasure washed over her and she moaned in gratification.

“Yes, Cooper,” Cyn moaned, tightening her hold on Brody. “Right there.”

The pulses were being pressed directly against her swollen nub and she could feel it through her entire pelvic area. Instead of moving it around, Cooper kept it in one area. The force was so powerful that Cyn pulled back quickly, impaling herself on Brody.

“That’s my girl,” Brody whispered in her ear. Trailing kisses along her cheek, he held himself still, letting her get used to the size of him. “You took all of me, Cyn.”

“Move,” Cyn begged. She couldn’t get away from the vibrator and was spiraling into a black void. Her only problem was that she couldn’t find any ground to cling to, as her body seemed to be suspended. She needed Brody to move to send her over the edge. “Move!”

“We’ve got you,” Brody said, his voice purring against her ear. “Do you like how I feel inside of you?”

“Yes!” Higher and higher she climbed. Cooper turned up the speed.

“Wrap your hands tight around my neck,” Brody ordered, the strain in his voice evident. Cyn was thankful to know that he wouldn’t be able to hold out for long. “Let me do all of the work.”

Like he had to tell her that, Cyn thought, doing what he asked. The minute her hands clasped behind his neck, her breasts were fully exposed with no interference from her. Since Brody had his left arm underneath her waist, he used his right hand to cup one of her mounds. Bringing his thumb and index finger together, he started to slowly tug on the hardened nipple as he pulled his cock out of her.

“Please,” Cyn whispered, not knowing how much more stimulation her body could take. “Make me come.”

“We’re not stopping you, Silk,” Cooper said, right before he turned up the vibrator on what was hopefully the last speed. “Do you need us to tell you to come?”

Cyn heard the laughter in his voice. He knew she didn’t respond to their orders, yet her body had complied with Brody’s request earlier. She didn’t want to analyze it, but knew she couldn’t allow them to get the best of her.

“I’ll come when I want, thank you,” Cyn said breathlessly. Closing her eyes, she concentrated as hard as she could, urging her body to finally break and fulfill its desire. Brody was now driving into her ass while twisting her nipple. Cooper hadn’t moved the vibrator, so its pulses were just keeping her on the edge. Come, Cyn, she told herself. Nothing happened.

“Come,” Brody yelled, just as his body jerked against hers. She screamed, her body betraying her and doing their bidding. She didn’t care though, as she let herself fly to that place of elation. On the way down, Cyn let her body collapse against Brody’s, knowing that they would take care of her.

“So, how’s it going with the Jackson brothers?”

Cyn arched her eyebrow at Shea, who was looking at her through their webcam. Her picture on the computer screen was as clear as if she were sitting at the kitchen table with them. It had been almost two weeks since Cooper and Brody had agreed to carry on a relationship without talking about emotions. She wasn’t sure how much longer she could hold them off, but she sure was enjoying her time with them too much to end it. The only thing that had her worried was their secret phone calls that they kept saying were business.

“We’re having sex, if that’s what you mean.” Cyn popped the last bite of cookie left on her napkin into her mouth. Elise and Shea were bound to make more out of her relationship with Cooper and Brody than was warranted, so she had kept her feelings close to her chest. “Can we stick to plotting out our next book?”

“She’s been avoiding the subject,” Elise said in a loud voice, making sure that Shea could hear her. Elise had turned into Miss Suzy Homemaker, turning her house into a Christmas haven. The smell of holiday cookies wafted through the house, while she swore that garland hung on every surface available. Cyn glanced over into the living room, wondering how in the hell Dakota and Chad had managed to fit the gargantuan Christmas tree in the front door.

“Don’t listen to Mrs. Claus,” Cyn said sardonically, reaching for another cookie. “She’s in that phase that you were in when you met Gray and Ian, you know, the one where everyone has to be in a happy relationship. God forbid that a woman is in one for sex.”

“I’m still in that phase,” Shea retorted, tucking her brown hair back behind her ear. Leaning in closer to the camera, she said, “And we know that you don’t just want sex, Cyn. You—”

“If you say the
L
word, I swear, I will make sure a foot of snow is dumped on your head,” Cyn warned, getting up from the table. “How are you faring the Chicago weather? Have you changed your mind and decided to spend the holidays with us here in Triple?”